REDRUM / DIE! lyrics

[Verse 1]
I Got Some Dark Twisted Fantasies Of My Own
Can't Blame Me I Get Those f*cking Thoughts When Alone
Came In And f*cked Up The Scene
No Radio Air I’m Too God Damn Obscene
Distort The Beat Like The f*ckers Face
Add Some Extra Bass, Leave No God Damn Trace
Go Tarantino On That Motherf*cker
Box Cutter As A Gutter Something Outta Blog De Narc
Since I Was Eight I'm Afraid Of The Dark
Columbine, Grab The Carbine Chambered In Nine
I'm Doing Just Fine With
Ten Or Fifteen Girls And A Need Of Rebellion
Creeping And Stalking With Henchmen Just Like Drake With Eleven

[Verse 2]
Christmas Carol And Designer Apparel
With His Ass Starring Down At The Barrel
Strangle and mangle
Breaking his ankle
Recording it at the best angle
Knife to his head make his scalpel dangle
Stomp his ass till his f*cking face caves in
Interrogation table tell him
I Didn't Do sh*t It Was Charlie